Imperial Palace Manali

... but don't have a clue what to do with it, so probably I'll come by to explain a few things. They propose to watch a good Russian movie as well. <br>Eventually I had the time to flush all the logs into travelpod.com, then went to the Russian non-couple. Well, they live well (and they are a couple) - renting last floor of a really fancy 3 stories villa right in front of Vashishat, but on the opposite side of the river. The folks - Amalia &amp ...

... if you do all those things or just have an ice cream sitting in your hotel room watching TV. Rafting was slightly different, but then I guess it would have been infinitely better if we had tried that in Zanskar river. Gives me something for my agenda for the next Ladakh trip. Anyways, these two days were good in a way. We lived like we were really on a vacation. Get up late, have a lazy breakfast and bath etc. After all the hectic travelling in Ladakh ...

... over 3 days and which turned out to be really fun and we were actually qite good at it. We visited Rummys wife and she was glad to see us as her husband had rang her numerous times and asked had his Irisah friends called yet. We visited the Tibetan Givernment in Exile's offices and tryed to see the Dalai Lama but he didn't come out to offer us tea. We enjoyed our time in McLeod Ganj even though we stuck out for not looking Hippyish enough.

... with it. We then proceeded to Nangal Dam from where we had to catch our train back to Delhi. Bhakra Nangal dam is placed under high security and one needs to obtain permission between8 am and 3.20 PM to visit and is heavily guarded by the BSF and photography was prohibited. This is the highest dam in India built on the river Sutlej. We reached the station early and rested ourselves in the waiting room until the train arrived as it was very cold ...

... out reiki/yoga houses, head shops, trance music outlets, and far out clothing tailors. The inumerable jewelry shops including a very persistent create your own design establishment did attract one of our interests if not our rupees. A new addition to the gamut of essential services is of course, the internet - which occupied an awful lot of our time as we tried to change our flights and India schedule (unsuccessfully), get caught up on long overdue admin ...

... most importantly one needs to surpass one's own. "Transcendence" is not some ethereal place far away from everyday life, somewhere out in the cosmos, that kind of mumbo-jumbo resides only in the mind. Transcendence is a very earthly existence, transcending the fear, the fear which gives birth to the fantasy described above. One needs not so much "teaching" as "DE-teaching." These are the non-teachings of a non-guru, the musings of a nobody, just like everyone else. . ."

... night. Sundar Nagar Lake( Flow of water from Bhakra Nangal Dam) was such a lovely sight. Some mist had over taken the lake and it was so placid and so beautiful. We became shutterbugs and started capturing lusty scenery. After Sundar Nagar, we realised were running late and we had to make our dash, so we just made a resolution not to stop apart from Breakfast. However, we were soon to be stopped by a beholding Dam sight at Pandoh near Mandi over river ...

... totally took a load of Israeli girls [collective noun: 'squeee'] for a ride by demanding 10 rupees per photo with her remarkably calm bunny. Maybe it was stoned too. Hmm... I'm going on about this bunny a bit, no? It was so surreal though, I feel I have to document it. And then find a solid alibi to prove I'm not on drugs myself. No way, Jose!

Destination 83: km66'551 Wie in guten alten Russland/ Ukraine- Zeiten hat mich eine Strasse aus der alleruntersten Schublade (himmellausig) nach Manikaran zu heissen Thermalquellen gefuehrt. Wie befuerchtet hatte ich zuviel erwartet... Zudem seit laengerem wiedermal Regen erwischt. XXXXX Like in good old Russia- / Ukraine- times I head on a very, very bad road to Manikaran to hot springs. How expected, not really a big deal these springs. Once again I catched rain.

... was the monkeys and the damp. The monkeys were a serious threat - I heard many tales of folk getting scratched or bitten. Sunning myself on my balcony one afternoon with a glorious view of town - I'd popped into the room for seconds when I heard a commotion outside - monkeys had jumped down from the huge trees that grew up the slopes to the one side. One monkey was going mental on my chair, one was trying to wrap itself up in my towel that I had left to dry and two ...